But of course I mean my angel
I have only the brains
Of a groundhog or a spider
But miraculously she
Makes use of them for her escape
Only to be stranded as she is
On some tiny island
Sixty leagues from heaven
Meanwhile she teaches me
How to tango on the beach
And how to build a fire in my heart
If I ever hope any day
To get us rescued
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